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It might be a little while before you see a proper wedding chapter on here – I am currently focusing on editing (like there was no tomorrow…) the end of summer weddings, so my blogging has to wait a little… but will soon be back with plenty of weddings!

In the meanwhile, I just have to post this – I found it in my parent’s old family albums last week and I realised straight away that this was some important evidence which just had to be posted for the world to see.

When people ask me if I’ve wanted to be a photographer ever since I was little, the answer is NO. I never played around with cameras and dreamt about being a photographer. The only modest dream that I had back home in my 5000-citizens-swedish-countrySide-village, was to become a great movie star in Hollywood and win one of those Oscars.

Photography was nothing I really thought about until my early 20s. It came to me as I found myself at a cross road from behind a ballet- bar in Pineapple dance studios, realizing that my serious ankle sprain would not ever heal properly… While I tried to figure out what to do with the rest of my life, I jumped on a photography course – just to try something different which I had not really done before. And that was it. That’s when I got hooked. And a “short course” turned in to University training.

But somewhere in the back of my mind I had this faint memory of an old red 35 mm compact camera, which no matter how much I tried myself – mum always had to load in the end… and last week at my family house I actually found the evidence of what I seemed to remember: A very early and very short lived passion for photography.

HERE IT IS! I remember this day clearly now. I assembled all my favorite dolls and dressed them in their best outfits and decorated with stuff that I found pretty. I even tried to involve my younger brother’s He-man dolls (Remember them anyone?!) – but he stole them back and ran off, all distressed from seeing his action toys next to Barbie… Then I lit the scene with a slightly mis- directed desk lamp.

I wanted it to look like it did in the magazines. I got all upset when the envelope arrived with my photos – it looked nothing like it did in the magazines. Ofcourse it didn’t. I cursed at the camera and decided that, that was it. No more photography for me.

And here is THE EVIDENCE from my career start as a photographer…

 

london photographer louise bjorling

For some reason I wrote this at the back of the photograph: “Louise 8 years” – so that is how old I was when this master piece was created.

xx Louise

My first shock when I landed in Sweden for this Easter, was when stepping out of the plane buckled up in my all weathers jacket, only to find that Stockholm was warmer than the London I had left behind. My second shock was as my brothers and I drove past this pile of snow in my home town Ösmo, I had to check again… yes it was 25 C in the air. And still this last piece of snow was resisting to give in! The explanation must be, that the unusually cold, long and snowy winter – skipped spring and all the suddenly turned in to summer. And this poor little snow pile, which only recently was a massive snow pile ploughed up by the council – just didn’t know what was going on. I’ve never ever experienced snow on a 25 c day before! I had to take my camera for a stroll. Get some pics of the snow, and some pics of the early stage of snow free summer surrounding it.

(2 days later every single bit of snow was gone)

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louise bjorling landscape photographer

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The owner of this car is the editor of the Borgward Magazine – he’s asked me to cover an event for old vintage cars. What a dream come true… I love old style and vintage! But then on that same day I have a wedding booked… And I love weddings too � (- � this one will feature country side mansion with huge garden swimming pool purposely built for fashion shoots, so a photographically interesting wedding I’d imagine!) So I guess I can’t loose. At least I got some shots of his Borgward Isabella car, perfectly stationed as it was in the spring sun.

 

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Yes, I made it! Well, I made it to the alleyways between Victoria station and Westminster Abbey!

It would have been great of course to actually photograph Kate and William. But just back from my Sweden trip, I wasn’t able to camp out for 2 days.:)The Royal wedding day is about the people in the streets as well, so I decided to head in to London to capture the celebrations. Here are my snaps from the big day, of people celebrating from the side streets around Victoria station…

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